Date: Sat, 10 Aug 2013 09:38:08 +1000
From: Paul Hart <snifty1@gmail.com>
Subject: Mummy Told Me Part 4

Mummy Told Me Part 4


Having discovered the sensational experience of fucking me, my friend had
trouble staying away from my bed, of course I was sore for a few days after
that first time but then...well, we both indulged whenever possible, for me
it was deeply satisfying because I felt desired...he was besotted, no
question and as for the sensations I'd discovered...well "Mummy never told
me" certainly came to mind.  I read somewhere that there are all sorts of
nerve ends around the anus and up inside ad we experimented...which is how
he managed to brush my prostate and nearly caused me to yell out loud!
Afterwards was nice too, we'd simply lie there quietly cuddling and
kissing. Somethimes during the day I'd notice him look longingly across at
me, and I'd blush - we didn't want to share our secret and I knew my room
mate wouldn't talk, no way could he say anything!  This worked well, until
the school holidays when we both returned to our respective homes - for
four long weeks.

At home there had been a change, Daddy had left and Mummy was alone and
looking haggard, still tiny, blond and lovely, but red-eyed and she'd been
drinking hence the shadows under her eyes, they weren't there just from
crying.  It was difficult for me, Mummy and I had always been close...and
some said it was from her I got my spectacular looks.  So, I too felt
miserable - on her account.  Probing slowly revealed some details...usually
after she'd had a drink or two, though with me home I noticed she began to
lay off the stuff more and more.  Daddy had taken off - with the little
brunette in his office...she was as he put it "a REAL woman - not some
prissy little prude"....here Mummy looked bewildered.  Meanwhile she was to
have this house and custody of me...Daddy was ordered to continue paying my
school fees.  Inevitably Mummy and I drew closer...we really had so much in
common except it seemed, she somehow hadn't been able to understand or even
enjoy the intimacy you can have with the right sort of friend....how on
earth had she and Daddy got together to have me?  It was so sad.

As for me, well I had Mummy to try and comfort - and in the process we grew
closer, there was so much we had in common except for this one thing, the
issue of "sex", it was obvious to me that poor Mummy somehow - had never
got the hang of it...how to enjoy...and even now - I was missing it, after
only a week!  The more I thought about it, the more I admired Mummy, I mean
she was a really ravishing blond, petite with neat figure and sultry looks
so I loved it when people said how much we resembled each other.  One thing
though...I did have a hankering to make myself beautiful...well more
beautiful and I wondered...would some clothing help?  No harm in just
trying it on was there and Mummy had so much stuff in her room.  I thought
carefully, I knew my legs were nice and shapely - my special friend was
always running his hands up and down them...but nylons...the sort that grip
the top of your thighs...and what about a negligee, did Mummy have one of
those shortie types you see advertised?  I decided to wait until she was
out and then give it a try..it couldn't do any harm and it was funny
really...I imagined I'd be doing it for my friend, pretend he'd be sitting
there watching?

I more or less knew where Mummy kept most of her things, so I was able to
fiddle around with the stockings until a found some that I thought would
look nice, I'd already undressed and was stark naked as I pulled them on
and up over my thighs...I preened in front of the mirror...Wow!  I was
visibly aroused too, really turned on...but what to do about my breasts,
how would I go with one of her bras?  I played with my nipples as I thought
about it...and decided not to bother...they looked sexy enough to me as
they jutted out between my fingers.  Well, now for the negligee...I wanted
something short, just long enough to cover my penis but would still alow my
erection to show...besides I knew I'd want to masturbate shortly, probably
in front of the mirror...I discarded several garments then settled on a
see-through item of about the right length...I was excited, the combined
effect was that of a lovely young girl - but one with a raging
erection...so I whirled and twirled before the mirror, I knew I looked
ravishing.  Then movement behind caught my eye.  Mummy, she stood there
gaping, speechless.  I blushed crimson and clasped my hands modestly in
front. It was obvious Mummy didn't know just what to say...so we both stood
there, suddenly I burst into tears..."Mummy, I just so much wanted...to be
like you...I'll never be as beautiful, I know that but...I just
thought...I'd try...and I was lonely, so lonely...I had to pretend....."
and I fled to her open arms.

I lay cuddled against Mummy for a while, neither saying anything.  Then she
broke the silence, soothing sort of "Well darling, I suppose, well I've
always felt you were sort of different...is it too bad at school for
you...I mean all those things I warned you about...did they happen?"  I
gulped back the tears..."No Mummy, I did as you said and wouldn't let
them...but then, it all changed...when I found HIM, and he isn't here...and
I miss him so..."  I could tell Mummy was confused.  She sighed and sat
down on her bed, patting a spot beside her "Well darling, do you want to
tell me...what was it happened....was it awful?"  I thought quickly...the
truth was best and I DID love Mummy so!  I started by mentioning those
nasty things they had said, then how their hands kept trying to feel me
"Where darling...where did they try and feel?"  "It was between my legs
Mummy and my bottom too...mainly my bottom but I wouldn't let them...I
wasn't sure what they wanted but...I didn't think it was nice!"  She looked
relieved, until I went on....then I met this other boy, he wasn't like the
others...we went on walks together and it was fun....I think you would like
him too Mummy....then one day it sort of happened...we started, sort of
'petting' each other, it was lovely, that's all and next time out...he
kissed me!  Then we started doing things...oh Mummy, look what thinking
about it is doing!"  I was now hard again, Mummy looked away..."Then what
else dear...noy, not...sodomy...surely not!?"  I began to sob once more and
nodded "He was so gentle, it was beautiful, even the first time...I've
never felt so good, Mummy....please understand...I love what he
does....and...I miss it so much....I wanted to dress up and pretend I was
doing it for him...and that he was watching!"

It was obvious that poor Mummy didn't know what to say or to make of all
this.  After a while she sighed then asked timidily almost "But,
but...how...I mean what does he do...no I can guess...but how can you enjoy
it...back in there??"  I admitted that I didn't know much about it but all
I knew was that, there were all sorts of feelings, first when he was about
to enter then as he slid up inside...I felt so full and 'wanted' it was
strange, then when he started to go in and out....well sometimes he touched
something inside me and - it was like a shock, a lovely thrilling
shock..."and Mummy, you know, I sort of 'cum' with him doing it and without
touching myself!"  It's so wonderful...sorry Mummy...."  She was
bewildered, I could tell because she next asked - herself "Really, so how
is it I don't feel anything, I mean I'm supposed to aren't I....but I've
always thought it was wrong, we did it just to have babies...?"  I was
puzzled..."But Mummy, if I can feel - so wonderful, back THERE, you
know...how come...I mean you're lovely an' men must well, go crazy...so
what's different?"  She seemed genuinely puzzled, I felt a rush of sympathy
and affection for her "I wish I knew what we could do Mummy, I feel sort of
so...close like a sister almost...I suppose that's wrong...but you know I
love you Mummy...I just wish I could share...it really IS wonderful you
know...and...I just don't think it's wrong, I mean even now...if I imagine
him snuggling up with his thing..sort of pressing in between...and imagine
it sliding up...oh sorry Mummy...look what's happening!"  Mummy had been
looking uncertain and confused...she didn't know what to say, I could tell
and instead, she reached out to give me a hug...as she did so, her wrist
brushed my penis for I had gone fully erect beneath the lingerie. I
shuddered at the contact and whispered "Oh Mummy, that felt so lovely, I
know you didn't mean it, I'm sorry but you see...in that place I'm so
sensitive..and I think I'm lucky...I mean because -- right in behind...I'm
sensitive there too....and oh I so wish I could do something that might
help...please don't be cross!"  Mummy was thinking furiously, she was
absently staring at my erection, and I wondered what would happen...me
still in her nylons and negligee!